"Sharon Green - Lady Blade, Lord Fighter" - читать интересную книгу автора (Green Sharon)

possibly no one had told the Blades they were lost. For people who were inescapably heading for eternal
damnation, Timper thought they appeared unexpectedly satisfied and unworried.

The courier had his cloak thrown over his left arm by the time he moved through the next arch, which
happily gave him something to clutch when he abruptly understood what

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he was seeing. Blades still lounged in their leathers on the carpeting, but most of these Blades were
female and the ones attending them in oiled tights were male. If a woman was of the nobility a man
certainly did well to bow low in her presence, but to kneel in front of a common rag, nearly naked and
obscenely exposed despite a supposed coveringтАФ! Timper had never felt so outraged in his entire life,
even if the men were nothing but slaves! Good taste demanded restraint in some quarter, and for a man'to
be made to exhibit himself like that, slave or no, was absolutely unacceptable. Why, he had half a mind
toтАФ

"I believe the Fists of the Silver Gleaming are to be found in the next area, sir," the servant Rinson
interrupted TJmper's silent expostulation, at the same time reminding him of the warning he had been

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given. If he were going to execute his commission he needed to restrain his perfectly proper indignation,
at least for a short while. After he had gotten what answers were to be had, he would certainly speak his
mind and then dare them to do their worst. He strode after the servant without looking again on depravity,
knowing without doubt that one who was Saved had nothing to fear from those who were damned.

Which high-minded attitude took him through the arch and into the next room, but not beyond the first
two steps. Once again the majority of Blades were male and their attendants female, but three female
Blades sat among them, no two of the women together, half a dozen male attendants also rather visible.
Laughter came from many of the Blades, squealing arising from one of the attending females being held
down out of sight by four of the men, but none of that was what struck Timper speechless. The sight that
froze him was of three of the male attendants, all lined up and posturing in front of one of the female
Blades, arms flexing muscle, chests inflated and hips rolling suggestivelyтАФ

But the rag wasn't even watching! Men were trying to catch the attention of a female, and she wasn't even
paying attention!

Timper closed his eyes for a moment and fought to contain his outrage, memory of his commission alone
making it possible for him to do so. Females forcing males to grovel and demean themselves was bad
enough, but for the female

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to then turn around and ignore themтАФ! Such arrogance was intolerable, and completely unacceptable to a
gentleman of Timper's station; he would ask his questions and then resoundingly denounce the rag, and